On some sort of mad trip much of it naked or just covered in a sheet. At a kind of massage parlour with people trying to convince me to never leave. No one spoke the same language but we could all understand each other. Also everywhere I went I had to like pull myself into. Followed by a kind a of pursuit. And then someone in all cameo and a with walkie talkie getting the 411 on some party. While making homemade shampoo And I flushed a bunch of tee shirts down the toilet. And it didn't clog. Miraculous.